BlackVille Manor

Summery: Buffy and co own an estate agents called HSR Properties. She offers to take a client to see a supposedly haunted manor on the outskirts of Sunnydale.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN anything Buffy related or anything to do with the show. Joss owns all...All hail Joss. I wish I owned Spike or maybe a SpikeBot...one can only dream.
Oooh by the way Buffy is Elizabeth. Elizabeth is Buffy and Spike is William. William is Spike...
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Prologue.

HSR Properties has been around for the past 40 years and has built a reputation for itself through out the whole of America. They own houses, flats, offices, studios, factories, and garages, even the odd basements. They are the ones that everybody goes to. I mean all the actors and singers and rock stars, even the normal people.

HSR Properties is co-owned by three young and very professional people. Alexander Harris, Elizabeth Summers, and Willow Rosenburg. They are all in there mid-twenties and have been best friends since they have been babies. They inherited it from their parents, who inherited it from their parents.

Daniel Harris, Arnold Summers and Joseph Rosenburg. The original founders. Then came Peter Harris, Hank Summers and Ira Rosenburg, and then it was Alexander, Elizabeth and Willow.
With three young and fresh minds business was blooming and well you could say they could swim in the money literally...but being able to "swim" they had to work hard. Even though they had many other workers these three loved working on board everything. so it was an everyday thing where one of them would be grumpy. Today it was Elizabeth.

"But it's not fair! How come I have to go to BLACKVILLE MANOR at NIGHT as well! It's just so not fair. See I would have made Amy go but no she has an AA meeting, Xander has a date with Anya and a minister and you have a dinner thing with Tara's family-oh yeah good luck with that." moaned the blond who was obviously trying to wear holes into the deep burgundy carpet, as she paced up and down the roomy office.

"Thanks and erm Buffy, I think you better sit down. I don't want to lose you to the finance department downstairs. Oooh idea! Why don't you ask Dawn?"

"Can't Will. Her and Conner are doing wedding plans tonight with Jenny and Conners."

"Shame."

"I know...wait what am I saying! WOAH! Thank god I am not going to be in the house." said Buffy as she sat down on her plush leather chair, behind her bulky mahogany desk, and spun around.

"Ok i'm not following." Willow leant on the table with a confused expression.

"Have you met his mother?" Buffy waited for Willows answer who shook her head saying no. "Good. Her voice sounds like a banshee, she has dark evil looking eyes and she carries a doll called Ms Edith. Thank god I didn't marry Angel."

"Oh I feel sorry for Dawn. Poor girl." Willow sat down on one of the chairs opposite Buffy shaking her head.

"I feel sorry for Darla too, but then again I did introduce her to Angel so it is kinda my fault. Anyway do I have to go? And why does it have to be at night?"

"Yes. This is one of the big ones." Willow stood up, put both hands on the table and looked Buffy directly in her eyes. "We just spent a lot of money refurbishing the place now we need to sell so we can get it all back, and see this" points to her face " this my 'Your-gonna-do-it-no-matter-what' face, and its at night because he has a busy schedule." Willow spoke as she turned around and walked towards that door.

"FINE! but who wants to live there?"

"A Mr William Black." Willow smiled. 'I bet she doesn't even know who he is'

"Who?" Buffy asked her retreating friend. 'Nope not a clue' was the last thought that ran through Willows mind, as she left Buffys office.

Chapter 1

It starts with one thing
I don't even know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know

This wasn't here life, she had wanted to paint. She had always wanted to be an artist but, her father had always controlled her life. She was never allowed to do what she wanted, never able to wear what she wanted. She wasn't even able to be friends with people below her status as her father would put it. she had never had the interest in real estate nor did Willow or Xander. Willow wanted her own computer business whereas Xander wanted his own construction company, but as Buffy saw they had what they wanted. Xander would takeover redesigning places and Willow would do all the computer related things. Buffy would be stuck in meetings all day or on the phone to potential buyers. She felt like she was the pretty face of the company. She never had time to do all the fun things you could do in college, because she had to sit and study, or look after her mother who was slowly slipping away, because Dawn was out enjoying her life, going to parties or shopping.

Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
Its so unreal
Didn't lookout below
Watch time go right out the window
Trying to hold one
But didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go

The good girl inside of her would accept what happened to her but the artist and the true person she was, hated it. She hated being put down in front of people because she was never good with academics, or being sent to her room because she didn't agree with what her father had planned for her. She wanted her own independence, her own freedom but she never got it because her life was controlled. It was like it was written down in stone. Every time she tried to do what she wanted her father would threaten her inheritance and status, which she thought she couldn't live without but now she knows she can. She could have taken chances but she didn't want to disappoint her parents especially her mother. Her mother had high hopes for her, to become someone. That was her last wish. So she did what she had to, to please her mother. Even though she had to throw away her own dream.

I kept everything inside me and
Even though I tried it
It all feel apart
What it meant to me
Will eventually
Be a memory
Of a time when

She never had time to date. The only person she ever dated was Angel. She thought she loved him but realised that all it was, was infatuation. She was infatuated with him and what he did. She felt like she couldn't even love, she didn't even know what love was. She had never felt a connection or spark with Angel as she had felt with the blue eyed man she had met during freshman year at college, and never saw him again. All she found out about him was that his name was Spike and that he had graduated the year before and was from England. She would sometimes sit there and wondered where he was or what he would be doing...

I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
And lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter

It didn't matter what she did anymore in life. She truly believed that it wasn't hers, but she still carried on living because she had her father and sister to worry about. Her mother had died as soon as she left college and that's when she broke down but realised that she still had to carry on living because there was no other alternative. However se had promised herself that she would carry on looking…it was the least she could do.

One thing I don't know why
Doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme
To remind myself that I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was apart of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so far
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
I kept everything inside me and even though I tried it
It all feel apart what it meant to me
Will eventually be a memory
Of a time when...

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This song that reflects parts of Buffy's life and my own belongs to Linkin Park...Damn!